James D. Bryant "Shotgun"
Buster, I have missed your "Jokes" of late. I understand good buddy. Our evening's in the Cook's Cabin were looked forward to and I have missed those evenings we sat around
and spoke of the past and the days events at Boxwell. The TV's you wired up for us all are down for some reason. Guess no one knows how to fix since you have left. I miss the cinnamon rolls you made from scratch for the early birds/coffee drinkers. Save me a place
on Staff up there and I'll help out in the kitchen and we can talk/laugh again about Carl and the fire hydrant incident. The refrigerator you donated is keeping us in ice and chillen' left overs for late evening snacks. Rob Herst has your bed now and I'm his room mate in Pat's old bed. Oh, by the way they have two pair of bunk beds in each room now.
Well, got to go now, we'll speak again one day at that Big Scout Camp in the sky. See ya, Buster. Goodbye old friend.
